For those who are on my ZeldaMaster64 account, the rest of the book will be written in the same way as the lemon book on that one. You'll understand when you start reading. So I won't be writing in a third person perspective.
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God damn, was it torture for you.
Forcing yourself to watch as your childhood friend was just in the bed with Don Corneo.
He had information that AVALANCHE needed, but he would only see women to be his bride.
And he had chosen Tifa.
If Cloud just made himself look better, than you wouldn't have to worry about Tifa having to go through that. And if Aerith was put through that?
Let's just say you and Cloud would just kick the Don's ass.
But since he chose Tifa? Let's just say a shotgun to his dick would be overkill.
It didn't help that Tifa, upon being chosen, started off with "fu fu fu." You knew she did it so that she wouldn't be suspicious. You knew deep down that Tifa could handle herself, but the thought that she would have to prostitute herself to get information? It just didn't sit right with you. You wanted to subject this creep to ever form of torture, and then, when all of that is done, then grant him the death he would beg for.
But I guess the one good thing was that Tifa would beat you to it, if she wanted to.
Your need to kill the Don grew only after you, Cloud, Aerith, and Tifa finally got the information, after staining his bed with the mud on your boots and threatening to put his dick through all kinds of torture; rip, pull, slice, whatever came to mind, that's when he decided to drop you four into a sewer system.
You tumbled when you fell, ended up getting sewer water in your face. The moment you could barely hear Cloud ask, "Are you alright?" You pulled your head up from the water and replied with.
"I'm going to kill him."
But even after that, after relocating to the Edge after Sector 7's destruction, you couldn't get your mind off of it; Tifa, the creepy Don, the room, the candles.
You shuddered.
It was disturbing enough that Tifa had to be in the room with Don, but having to picture him naked?
No drink you wanted the young Marlene to make (despite the fact she was too young), no kind of bath you took, not even killing the Don himself, could get that image out of your head.
It really got to you, mainly because Tifa was your only friend after Cloud had left to become a SOLIDER. The two of you began hanging out a lot more, going on adventures, and even helping her in her bar before...well...the destruction of Sector 7. She was glad to have you around, knowing that she wasn't alone after Cloud left. Her smile, her upbeat and tough attitude, it was enough to keep you going in aiding AVALANCHE in their mission. But after that, you felt as if the friendship meant nothing.
"Hey, (F/N)?" A familiar voice called out, along with your shoulder being tapped on. You ignored it, so focused on trying to forget that moment so you could get back to being Tifa's friend who was willing to help, not some bum in the slums. "(F/N)?" The voice continued, leading you to look over and see Tifa standing there, looking at you with that confident smile of hers.
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Lemon Oneshots
FanfictionWell, making another one of these, though I haven't made one in a long time. I haven't had a lot of time do really come up with anything, also because of writer's block.